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Karen’s Killer Book Bench: Return of the Fae by Lynn Cahoon

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RETURN OF THE FAE by LYNN CAHOON

Book Blurb

A witch in training, a hunter on the prowl, and a world in jeopardy.

Learning the rules of being a witch takes years, but Parris McCall needs to master them in only weeks. Ty Wallace is going mad with his desire for Parris, but she’s a distraction in his quest to find Coven X before they take The Council and everyone he knows down.

The couple searches for Ty’s mentor, but he’s disappeared. Their only clue comes from a banished witch. When they return, not only are their own lives threatened, but a new life hangs in the balance.

The presence of a fairy is a blessing in a young witch’s life. Parents should nurture this connection, not question the imaginary friendship. If a witch doesn’t have a blessing fairy, applications may be made to the inter-species council. Less than beneficial relationships are not a valid reason to apply for a change in assignment. So suck it up.–The Academy of Witchcraft Manual, Volume 3, page 43.

“Fairies, witches, and elves. What else am I supposed to believe? Gremlins are running around the town square?” Parris McCall sat curled up in her floral wing chair, reading a training manual, which was sounding more and more like the fairy tales her mom used to read at bedtime. Dragon curled next to her, sleeping peacefully. Parris absently rubbed the Pomeranian’s furry tummy as he stretched into the caress. She half expected to turn the page to read the story of Hansel and Gretel. She closed the leather bound book and tossed it on the coffee table. Wincing at the thud it made, she stood, and stretched the kinks from her back.

“Giving up so soon?” Derek Chandler looked up from the display screen. He’d been researching Parris’s family tree, or at least he said he was researching. For all she knew, he could be visiting porn sites on his laptop. The Council assigned Derek to train her in her new witch hunter role. Ty Wallace, her other trainer, was Derek’s best friend. Parris didn’t know how to define her relationship with Ty, but she’d worry about the details some other time. First, she needed to learn the basics of being a witch. Ty held the position of The Council’s best witch hunter, the man who made her toes curl when he walked in the room and the one who’d turned her life into this mess. “Eight year olds fly through these books. You’re taking forever.”

“Eight year olds aren’t running a business. Coffee. I need coffee.” Honestly, she needed a taste of the aged bourbon she’d kept on the home bar. She glanced at the clock. Quarter after nine in the morning, probably too early to chug a quick shot.

“Alcohol doesn’t help you study. Believe me, I’ve tried. In college, I spent an entire semester drunk.” Derek followed into her bright, sunny kitchen and poured them a cup out of the already brewed pot. “Fun times. Of course, my GPA dropped like a rock. Eventually, my friends threw an intervention party.”

“Who said I wanted a drink?” Parris sat on one of the wooden chairs surrounding her small kitchen table, curling her feet under her. The warm coffee flowed through her, making her feel like she’d been covered with a fluffy down blanket. She sat straighter. “Knock it off.”

“Sorry, I forgot you’re sensitive to comfort spells.” Derek took a sip of coffee too. “Although you did notice quicker today than yesterday.”

“I don’t need you or Ty calming me down. If I’m upset and want to talk, I will.” Parris twisted a strand of her curly black hair absently. She felt the weight of the world on her shoulders. Or at least the weight of her and Grans’ existence. Two months ago, she’d been a happy bar owner, different but adapting in what she thought could be a normal life. Her life. Unfortunately, her normal life consisted of a freaky witness protection program her grandmother crafted after the deaths of Parris’ parents. An accident looking like a death hit sanctioned by a coven of witches no one knew existed before that day. A coven made up of smoke and mist. She shouldn’t be so rude to Derek. It wasn’t his fault he’d been assigned to be her teacher. He couldn’t help that. Parris still hated him for his cool demeanor and insistent questions.

“Most students read the first five volumes before they’re even admitted to the academy. The books help explain the witching world and our place in human existence. The fairy tale style of writing makes the lessons easier to understand. I don’t think the authors ever imagined their book would be used to train an over thirty witch just learning of her power.” Derek peeled a banana. “And, please, you know I can read your thoughts. Don’t play dumb with me regarding the bourbon.”

“No wonder Grans always seemed one step ahead of teenage me. Now, it makes sense. She knew I planned on sneaking away with Nick Cook.” Parris grabbed a peanut butter cookie off the plate. She’d baked this morning. Sleep was overrated. At least her body thought so. “I’m having trouble wrapping my head around the things I thought were make-believe.”

“And that’s why parents tell their children early, when they can handle the announcement. Kids haven’t had magic drilled out of them by the human world. You’re at a disadvantage, embracing your power now–belief is harder for adults. Not to change the subject, but your grandmother did an excellent job of covering your past. I finally found a small newspaper piece listing the accident.” Derek ran the tip of his finger over the coffee cup.

Parris’s heart stopped. “Are you sure? What did it say?”

Meet Lynn Cahoon, Author….

Lynn Cahoon is a contemporary romance author with a love of hot, sexy men, real and imagined. Her alpha heroes range from rogue witch hunters, modern cowboys, or hot doctors, sexy in scrubs. And her heroines all have one thing in common, their strong need for independence. Or at least that’s what they think they want. She blogs at her website www.lynncahoon.wordpress.com.

**SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT: Lynn will give away an e-copy of the first book in her series, A MEMBER OF THE COUNCIL (BOOK 1), to one of her lucky readers who comments on either her Monday Interview or Wednesday Book Bench blogs!! Winner will be randomly selected and announced Monday, August 26, 2013. Thanks, Lynn, for sharing your stories with us!